The gray-robed official nodded slightly: "In full view of everyone, Qin Xiao knocked Bald Li to the ground and forced the people in Qingyi Hall to take out the money."
"Is there such a thing?" Fan Wenzheng opened his eyes wide, feeling unbelievable, and then laughed: "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. When he first entered Kyoto, he wandered into the capital and talked about a big disaster. He is really looking for death. Don't worry about him.
In less than three days, he will completely disappear from this world."
"It's getting late, my lord, it's better to go back to your home early to rest." The gray-robed official said, "I will stay here on duty."
Fan Wenzheng shook his head and said: "I'm not going back tonight. Let people watch Han Yunong and get his confession tomorrow morning...!" At this point, his voice paused, he raised a finger and lightly
He tapped lightly on the edge of the table, and his eyes became deep and sinister.
The gray-robed official looked back at the door, walked out, and made sure that the guards were not outside. Then he closed the door, walked to Fan Wenzheng, lowered his head slightly and approached Fan Wenzheng, but did not speak.
Fan Wenzheng tapped the edge of the table, with a look of confusion on his face. He seemed unable to make any decision. The gray-robed official finally whispered: "My lord, if you keep cutting off, you will suffer from it."
"He is a black-feathered nightcrow after all, not an ordinary person. If...will there be complications?"
"Lost Turtle City, went to Beijing to plead guilty, wrote a confession, and committed suicide in shame." The gray-robed official's eyes showed a stern look: "The man is dead, and the guilt is in our hands. Han Yunong's guilt is confirmed. In this way, even if his
If the news of the death spreads, it can only be regarded as a shameful suicide. This is in line with the style of a soldier. If the matter becomes too big, everyone will feel that the loss of Xiling is closely related to the negligence of the officials in Xiling. This is what we
needs."
Fan Wenzheng nodded slightly, but still did not make a decision, and did not stop tapping his fingers on the edge of the table.
"Sir, if he is not dead, he may change his tune at any time. Only if he is dead, the charges will not be revealed." The gray-robed official sneered, "Sir, don't worry, I will leave this matter to my subordinates."
Fan Wenzheng asked: "What are you going to do?"
"When the confession is obtained, give him a breakfast." The gray-robed official chuckled: "I gave him a meal at noon today, but he didn't eat a few bites, and I didn't prepare a meal for him in the evening. He has to write it again tonight.
He confesses that he will definitely be hungry tomorrow morning. The subordinate will ask him to prepare a delicious breakfast for him tomorrow morning, and then poison it...!"
"Poison?" Fan Wenzheng frowned and said, "Han Yunong has been following Heiyu for a long time, and he has stayed in the Duwei Mansion of Zhen County for many years. He has rich experience in the world and must be cautious in his actions. If he poisons the food,
Once he sees it...!"
The gray-robed official smiled and said: "Sir, don't worry about poisoning. I have a kind of poison that is colorless and odorless. It is placed in food. Even a veteran who has been in the world for many years will never be able to detect the slightest trace.
.And Han Yunong thinks that this is the Ministry of War, so he would never have thought that we would poison the food. As long as he takes one bite, he will be poisoned and die in a matter of seconds."
Fan Wenzheng nodded slightly, and the gray-robed official continued: "After he was poisoned, the food was immediately processed without leaving any trace, and he could present it to the saint afterwards. Han Yunong went to Beijing to plead guilty for losing Turtle City, and after writing down the charges
, while we were not paying attention, he took the poison he carried with him. The subordinate will also handle the scene and make sure that he brought the poison himself. In this way, this matter will be foolproof. "
"In that case, let's do it your way." Fan Wenzheng finally retracted his fingers, stood up, and said: "I still have some official business to deal with. You will be on duty tonight. When I wake up tomorrow morning,
Just hand the incriminating document to me."
The gray-robed official sent Fan Wenzheng out with his hands. When he saw Fan Wenzheng's retreating figure, his bent body straightened up.
Han Yunong stayed up all night.
After entering Jiayuguan, several people rushed to Kyoto, hoping to report the Xiling incident to the Ming court as quickly as possible. In order not to be delayed on the way, Du Hongsheng, a frail civil servant, trudged long distances and insisted on arriving in Kyoto.
Before Han Yunong walked into the Ministry of War, he only thought that the Ministry of War would ask about the situation in Xiling in detail, and would even report to the saint as quickly as possible, and that the court would also discuss how to quell the chaos.
But now he has already understood that many things are far from as simple as he thought.
As an official of the Ministry of War, when Fan Wenzheng learned about the Xiling rebellion, his first reaction was not to think about how to quell the rebellion, but to worry that the loss of Xiling would affect the Ministry of War.
Of course, Han Yunong knew what Fan Wenzheng was thinking. Once the Ministry of War was really responsible for the loss of Xiling, the Ministry of War would definitely be severely damaged. As an official of the Ministry of War, Fan Wenzheng would be the first to be involved, and he would not even be able to keep his position as Minister.
Therefore, if the blame is placed on other people, and even more people are involved to share the responsibility of the Ministry of War, as long as the involvement is too wide, and even other ministries and yamen are involved, in order to avoid a big shock in Kyoto, the saint will definitely take a lighter sentence.
To prevent the loss of Xiling from causing greater turmoil in the court.
Han Yunong also does not want turmoil in North Korea and China.
At this time, if the DPRK and China stir up trouble, it will only delay the dispatch of troops to quell the rebellion.
However, he could never accept that Fan Wenzheng would put all the blame on Xiling officials, and it was even more impossible for him to help Fan Wenzheng sue Yao Mubai and become a pawn in Fan Wenzheng's hands.
For more than ten years, the officials sent by the empire to Xiling were indeed people who were marginalized by the court. Going to Xiling to serve as officials was undoubtedly a matter of being sent to the border. The environment for serving as officials there was extremely harsh, and the court had been treating them as officials for many years.
Xiling is treated as a piece of useless stuff, and even the salaries of the officials stationed in Xiling depend on the face of the Xiling family.
Han Yunong had been in Xiling for many years, and even found it difficult to serve as an official there.
If you want money, you don't have money, if you want people, there is no one, and even many officials only have official status, but have no power in their hands.
As the Protector of Xiling, Yao Mubai used the little power he had in his hands to protect the face of the Tang Dynasty in Xiling as much as possible, and also to protect the people as much as possible, so that the people would think of the good of the empire. In the end, he met the general on New Year's Eve
Together they died for their country.
Now that the Ministry of War wants to pin the blame on such a group of people, Han Yunong certainly cannot agree.
Han Yunong certainly blamed himself for the loss of Turtle City, but how could the dozens of people in the Duwei Mansion at that time be able to resist the hundreds of well-trained Deathwing cavalry? The enemy was strong and we were weak, but everyone in the Duwei Mansion still fought hard to the end.
, most of the government officials who had worked with him for many years died in the battle that night, and those who survived were imprisoned and became prisoners of war.
Han Yunong has a clear conscience.
However, as the Captain of Turtle City, he did not detect any signs of the rebels in advance. At least the Captain's Mansion was indeed taken away by the Deathwing Cavalry in his own hands. Han Yunong was willing to admit his fault.
He can plead guilty on his own, but he never wants to implicate anyone else.
After a night of deliberation, Han Yunong finally wrote a confession at dawn, detailing what he knew happened that night. He also frankly admitted that he had not noticed any signs of the rebels and was guilty of negligence.
Rooster Si Chen.
When the morning sun rose, the gray-robed official had already opened the door of Han Yunong's room. This was the most secluded building in the Ministry of War. Han Yunong turned around and saw the gray-robed official and stood up.
What Fan Wenzheng of the Ministry of War did was despicable, but Han Yunong did not lose his courtesy.
"I am the Minister of War, Dou Fu." The gray-robed official put one hand behind his back and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please ask me to come over and see if you have written it down."
Han Yunong picked up the confession and presented it to Dou Fan, the Minister of War, with both hands. After Dou Fan took it, he glanced at it a few times and then said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am not asking you to write this to punish you." He turned around.
Said: "Here comes someone!"
A person walked in from the outside, carrying an exquisite lunch box, walked to the table, and carefully took out the wine and food from the lunch box. The dishes were not many, but they were exquisite. The room was filled with aroma, both in style and smell, it can evoke
human appetite.
"It's been a hard night, let's eat something first." Dou Wei put away the confession and said, "I will submit this to the minister." Seeing Han Yunong standing still, he raised his finger and pointed to the food and wine on the table and said, "Hurry and eat while it's hot.
Bar."
Han Yunong said: "Sir, I've already written a confession. If I don't arrest you now, I wonder if I can go back? I live in Changle Inn in Sipingfang. I will stay there and will not leave Kyoto until the imperial court comes.
, if you want to summon me here, I can come over at any time."
"Eat first and then talk." Dou Wei seemed very casual.
Han Yunong said: "Thank you sir, but I don't want to eat anything."
Dou Fan frowned slightly, and finally said: "The Lord of the Ministry of War means that he will write a memorial himself and submit it together with yours. Until the decree comes from the palace, it is best for you to stay in the Ministry of War. You
If you need anything, someone will be sent here to prepare it for you, and there will be no delay in eating three meals a day."
Han Yunong didn't talk nonsense. He just cupped his hands slightly and walked to a chair to sit down. He stood up straight and had no intention of eating.
Dou Wei could only say: "After eating, just ask someone to come in and clean up." He didn't say much, knowing that if he said more, Han Yunong might become suspicious, and he wouldn't even dare to look at the food and wine before leaving the door.
Go, wave to the man delivering the food, and whisper: "Just watch here. If he wants to eat, report to me immediately."
The man raised his hand and said yes.
When Dou Fan saw Fan Wenzheng, Fan Wenzheng had already washed up and was sitting at the table having breakfast. When he saw Dou Fan coming in, he waved and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Let's have some together."
Dou Fan sat down next to him, took out the confession, and presented it to Fan Wenzheng. Fan Wenzheng put down his chopsticks, took it, opened it, looked at it, frowned and said: "Fight to the end, hey, is this a show of merit or a confession?"
"It was written later that he knew nothing about the signs of the rebels in advance, and the rebels finally captured Turtle City. He couldn't absolve himself of the blame, so he admitted his guilt." Dou Fan said: "Since he wrote this
If he were asked to rewrite this confession, given his temperament, it would still be the same if he changed the soup without changing the medicine, and other people would not be implicated. However, this accusation is enough to prove that the official staff made a mistake in the first place, and we will be in trouble when the time comes.
Yu is also involved. He and the officials arranged for Han Yunong to go to Xiling to serve as the captain. As long as Heiyu and the officials are involved, it will be much easier for us."
Fan Wenzheng nodded slightly, waved the person waiting beside him to retreat, and then asked in a low voice: "How is he now?"
"The food and wine were put on the table, but he didn't move his chopsticks." Dou Fan frowned.
Fan Wenzheng was startled and frowned: "Did he notice something?"
"Probably not." Dou Fan said: "I just wrote a confession and I am in a low mood. I am worried that I will be imprisoned. It is normal that I can't eat for a while. Don't worry, he can't go without eating. We still have time.
We are not in a hurry to wait for him to move his chopsticks, even if it waits until night."
At this moment, I heard hurried footsteps coming from outside, and heard a voice outside the door: "Ministry, I have something to report for my humble duty."
"Come in." Fan Wenzheng put away his confession and saw an official coming in from the door, bowing and bowing his head.
"Han Zhou, what do you want to report at this time?" Dou Fan glanced at the person who came. This official was Han Zhou, the director of the Treasury Department of the Ministry of War. It was he who ordered Qin Xiao to be driven away in front of the Ministry of War two days ago.
.
Han Zhou hurriedly said: "The Punishment Department...there are people playing drums over there from the Punishment Department!"